Seen Through A Blur On The Wall
I Feel So Disillusioned Of It All
I Spy On Myself
Through That Blur On The Wall
I Feel So Connected To My Faults

And It's Me That I Am Spying On
Without Seeing All The Things Gone Wrong
And It's Me I Am Crawling From

I Feel Like A Tramp
Who's Been Blown Off For Years
I Can't Hold Back These
Acidic Tears
Placed In A World
Like Head Without A Body
I Feel As Though My Fingernails Are Curled

And It's Me That I Am Spying On
Without Seeing Over Things Gone Wrong
And It's Me That I Am Crawling From
And It's Me That I Am Spying On

Ooh Ooh

And It's Me I Am Spying On
And It's Me I Am Crawling From
And It's Me I Am Spying On
And It's Me I Am Crawling From

And It's Me I Am Spying On
Without Seeing All The Things Gone Wrong
And It's Me I Am Crawling From

And It's That I Am Spying On